The following is a true story from when I was still in college. CLICK CLICK CLICK! The unmistakable sound of high heels clicked on the hard floor. The sounds echoing off the walls. It was hard to get a bearing on where the sound was coming from in the large figure 8 shaped halls. They appeared strongest up and to my left, I quickened my pace. I rounded the...
Rich debated for months on what type of sex doll to order from the online catalog. The site, appropriately named Babydolls, had a full range and tastes for every man. With the click of a button, Rich could design the doll of his dreams. The site promised a life-like experience, including the mouth, anus and vagina to feel just like the real thing. Rich was 3...
I only had a couple of days to revel in the time I got to spend with Jordan when I was summoned back to the beach for another calendar shoot, and with another hot blonde, to boot. It's a tough job, don't you know, but someone had to do it. In this case, the girl in question, whose name was Brooke Sorenson., had often been referenced as the hottest Dallas C...
Darkness descended all around me. I reached out with my hands, searching for anything that I could touch to guide me deeper into the subterranean tunnel. I felt something wet, sticky and jelly-like under my fingers. Unintentionally, and without any prior warning, dim lights appeared. There was barely enough illumination to enable me to see more than a few m...
Paige grabbed the remote, turned off the T.V. and ushered me up the ladder to our loft. We shared a wall with Blake and could hear his T.V. sometimes or hear the party pretty clearly if we had turned in early and they came back for after party from the bars. So I knew that she was trying to get upstairs and hoped the walls were thin enough and it was quiet e...
There's nothing quite like a good daydream to relieve the monotony of a boring situation. Gazing out the window on a sunny afternoon as the lecturer drones on interminably about the merits and pitfalls of higher order functions (or something equally uninteresting) my imagination sweeps me away to another place. The location doesn't matter. It could be my bed...
She'd been sent into the catacombs below the old church with nothing more than the clothes on her back. Her thin cotton dress and leather boots don't do much to keep the chill out, but she's not worried about the cold. There are creatures down here, and the only way to keep them from spilling out of the catacombs and into the town is by sending people down...
On an Earth like planet, towards the end of the iron age and sailing ships. Floating up from a deep sleep, I hear the creak of the ship's timbers as it glides over the deep smooth swells of the southern Dramdom Sea. A strong hairy arm is over my waist. I'm lying on my left side. My Captain is spooned up to my back. The light out the ports is slowly turning...
Lady Tarabell Arkson was pretty. She was sitting behind a lower wall. The upper wall had been dragged aside and into a pocket. One of her arms was resting on the top edge of the lower wall. Her layered, long sleeves were hanging out and over, displaying the floral motifs on the outer and inner layers. Her blonde hair was in a pair of braids looped on each...
The clock ticks down to the final minute of the work day and I exhale, glancing anxiously toward my boss' office door. A small grin forms on my rouged lips because it's Tuesday. Payday, of sorts. I've hustled and bustled for him all day long, sharpening his pencils to their finest points, meticulously scrubbing the coffee pot, though he rarely tastes the stu...